Blue Suede Shoes | By : mekmag Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Elvis Presley Views: 1712 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not know Elvis, this is a work of fiction, and I in no way will make money off of this story |
I awoke with Elvis still holding me close. I blinked staring as he slept. He seemed peaceful and calm. I smiled softly and stroked his hair. I gently touched his cheek and was caught off guard as his own hand gently took mine. He opened his eyes and smiled softly. "Good morning." He whispered to me. I smiled and nodded a good morning back as I slowly started to sit up. "Oh please just lie down...the stuff he gave you usually makes people feel a bit sick." He told me with worried eyes. I laid-back down feeling the headache and rubbed my eyes nodding. He smiled softly and stretched beside me. "He said he only wanted to offer a drink...I didn't think too much of it." I mumbled softly. "I shouldn't have left the table...I just wanted to look around." I sighed softly. He smiled though. "It's alright...no one will touch you like that again." He told me. He grinned though. "Unless it's me." He said with a wink. I chuckled a bit weakly and curled up yawning. "You rest a bit. When you're ready you can come down." He told me as he started to get up. He smiled softly covering me again with the blankets. "Get good rest doll." He whispered. I watched him walk out and I looked around. If I were to tell anyone I was in his house, lying in his bed, and had his jacket on...they wouldn't believe me. Hell, I wouldn't believe myself. After a while I started to get up. I looked in his long mirror and blinked. I looked ridiculous. I looked around in his closet and pulled out another button up, green this time and a pair of shorts. I fixed my hair a bit so it wouldn't be standing straight up. I slowly peeked out of his room and I could hear him chatting. He seemed to groan a bit. By his voice I could hear the displeasure. "Look, I have a guest staying with me. I can't just get up and leave all of a sudden!" He stated angrily. I watched from the stairs case as he tried to stay calm on the phone. "Well what do you want me to do?" He growled. He suddenly stopped. A grin came to his face. "That's brilliant!" He said happily. "I'll get her some stuff and she'll be good to go! I'm sure she won't mind leaving this place!" He added. My heart dropped. Maybe he was going to kick me out... I guessed that was okay. I mean it's not like he needed me really. I shrugged with a bit of disappointment and looked towards the door. I had rather leave on my own than be thrown to the curb. I walked down the stairs and he smiled happily waving. I looked down and kept walking. I walked right out the door and sighed softly. I'd find a new job soon enough and at least this time I had warm clothes on my body. Before I could get far on the road towards the gates, he came out hollering. "Miss Clawdy! Where are you goin?" He cried out running to me. I looked back and blinked. "You were talking about getting me out...I didn't want you to have to get me stuff and just leave me so I rather just walk out." I told him before continuing to walk down. He grabbed my arm and stopped me. "What? What are you talking about doll?" He asked with wide eyes. He thought and gasped. "No! Darlin!" He began to laugh. "I wasn't going to throw you out. I was going to ask if you'd go on tour with me." He hugged me and laughed. "Why would I kick you out babe." He said with a chuckle. I blushed deeply. "I guess I shouldn't assume things..." I whispered embarrassed. He nodded and smiled softly. "Now come inside babe." He whispered taking my hand. He smiled softly. "You will go on tour with me right?" He asked looking over. I looked up at him nervous. I had never gone far from of the city of Memphis. I stared unsure and sighed softly nodding to him. "Y-Yeah I'll go with you." I whispered with a soft smile on my lips. "Well were going to Texas, California, and Canada." He told me. "We leave this evening." He added. "You'll love it!" He said happily. I smiled as he talked about all the stuff we could do at all the places. He led me back inside and I bit my bottom lip. "When we get back...I want to get a job." I suddenly said. He looked to me with a bit of shock. "What...why?" He asked looking worried. "You know I will let you stay for free..." He said hinting sadness. "Well I don't want to be a freeloader. I want to be able to help. I'll probably bring in nowhere close to as much as you bring in a day but it'd be better then nothing." I explained with a soft chuckle. He smiled slightly. "You want to stay, but you want to also work right?" He asked. "Yes...if that's okay with you." I clarified. He smiled brightly and nodded. "Great! But you still have to go on tours with me." He said softly kissing my forehead. "Well we'll get out out and start shopping for clothes for you." He said with a soft smile. I blinked. "Well...we don't have to if you don't want to." I told him with a soft smile. "No! I insist! You can't go around in my shirts and boxers all the times." He joked.
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